Was I in heaven?
I had to pinch myself.
The theme song was playing, 99 Red Balloons.
It was the perfect one-hit-wonder.
The place was just red neon, plush red velvet couches and bar that dazzled you with top shell liquor.
The mirror behind the bar instantly doubled the size of the bar.
It also gave you a chance not to miss out on the eye candy while ordering a tequila and a lady drink.
The reason why I took my own order at the bar was to get an eye full of the bar staff.
The hostesses liked to mix things up.
One moment they were entertaining, another, they were serving drinks.
'Please be patient.'
I could just imagine what that sign meant.
There were five bottles of vegetable glycerine, flavored with mango, tangerine, pineapple, orange and mandarine.
The bar staff licked their lips, bit their lips and begged us to look at their hooters.
Boob tubes, is all I could think of.
Glow in the dark holsters for big boobies.
I ordered another shot of tequila before deciding to report what the hell what was really going on.
Boobie rubs.
Fuck, I'll have another drink.
I didn't fall off my seat, just yet.
My cam on my cap was recording.
It had hints of Japanese oil dancing.
Then when one bar staff leaned over another one to pick up a bottle, they made a real obvious attempt of contact. To facilitate that, a third bar staff poured some oil over their titties to reduce the friction.
The clientele were well-healed westerners and Korean and Japanese.
The bell rang for happy hour drinks.
Two lithe girls were rubbing their tits and feeling up each other. Only in a bikini brief, glossy pink, the titty rubbing was at first sensual.
Then the pace picked up.
The boob tubes were transparent.
All I could see were 3D Hentai tits that gracefully fleshed out off the screen and nipples that pointed in defiance of gravity, pointing in whatever direction the bar staff wanted them to point.
Those Thai doctors had well and truly put Thailand on the map.
That was when Rebecca tapped me on the shoulder.
'Come on stud,' she said as she directed me to one of the couches in the dimly lit corner.
I had to pinch myself.
The theme song was playing, 99 Red Balloons.
It was the perfect one-hit-wonder.
The place was just red neon, plush red velvet couches and bar that dazzled you with top shell liquor.
The mirror behind the bar instantly doubled the size of the bar.
It also gave you a chance not to miss out on the eye candy while ordering a tequila and a lady drink.
The reason why I took my own order at the bar was to get an eye full of the bar staff.
The hostesses liked to mix things up.
One moment they were entertaining, another, they were serving drinks.
'Please be patient.'
I could just imagine what that sign meant.
There were five bottles of vegetable glycerine, flavored with mango, tangerine, pineapple, orange and mandarine.
The bar staff licked their lips, bit their lips and begged us to look at their hooters.
Boob tubes, is all I could think of.
Glow in the dark holsters for big boobies.
I ordered another shot of tequila before deciding to report what the hell what was really going on.
Boobie rubs.
Fuck, I'll have another drink.
I didn't fall off my seat, just yet.
My cam on my cap was recording.
It had hints of Japanese oil dancing.
Then when one bar staff leaned over another one to pick up a bottle, they made a real obvious attempt of contact. To facilitate that, a third bar staff poured some oil over their titties to reduce the friction.
The clientele were well-healed westerners and Korean and Japanese.
The bell rang for happy hour drinks.
Two lithe girls were rubbing their tits and feeling up each other. Only in a bikini brief, glossy pink, the titty rubbing was at first sensual.
Then the pace picked up.
The boob tubes were transparent.
All I could see were 3D Hentai tits that gracefully fleshed out off the screen and nipples that pointed in defiance of gravity, pointing in whatever direction the bar staff wanted them to point.
Those Thai doctors had well and truly put Thailand on the map.
That was when Rebecca tapped me on the shoulder.
'Come on stud,' she said as she directed me to one of the couches in the dimly lit corner.
